You said you were thinking about this girl.
I got really hopeful that maybe it was me.
My heart started racing.
I started smiling.
Actully meaning the smile as well.
But my hope was crushed in seconds with that one text.
"Its Jess."
You talk about other girls to me. Ignoring the fact that I like you with your knowledge of it.
My heart breaks a little inside each time.
Slowly it will be broken forever. To a point where no one could ever fix it.
YOU ARE READING
Life.
PoetryJust some shit that I need to get out of my head. Some might be triggering.
